This topic has been hitting some cords lately and as the new digital proliferation is slowly but surely taking over, humans are quickly embracing this change, and while doing so they are also slowly, but definitely getting rid of Human Intelligence; which was the word 10 or so years ago. Fast Forward 10 years, Human […]
Let me touch the words
Heal my life with its colourful covers
Smell eternity through its ink
Watch wisdom through the lenses of all those geniuses
Many times we feel a longing To believe, to be, to live Many times we dream of Love, of being loved Many times We see better days We want to be Happy Lets sparkle into existence As we raise our vibrations We rise As we go higher We light our own path And this is […]
My Grandmother used to tell me how beautiful her hometown was. I recall, I was so young sitting beside her with my ruffled blue and white dress and my feet barely touching the floor on that white armed sofa, as she recounted how much she loved Brazil and stories about how vast it was. Time […]
Stress…a word we hear everyday and feel every moment. In the fast paced life where challenges arise, we have to rise to the occasion and carpe diem, otherwise we will be seized by the day. Just like stress doesn’t like to abandon us, try not to abandon yourself and forget that you are as important […]
Soul of a Gypsy......Welcome to my Journey 
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Your definition is true. A Gypsy spirit can’t find peace being locked in and controlled.
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Thanks John for stopping by and sharing my journey, and thanks for understanding what a true Gypsy spirit is…Let the show begin!
Regards
N
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i can relate 😉 aleya
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Hi Aloheya,
Glad you did. Thanks for dropping by.
Regards
N
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Reblogged this on E'n'M.
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Thank you for the reblog! and sharing my journey with your followers.
Namaste
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Pleasure’s mine Nadine , trying to live from the gypsy within .
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This is awesome. Knowing what you want out of life isn’t necessarily a good thing…the search is the best part (in my opinion!)
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Thank You! As we explore, we learn, as we get closer to knowing we need to explore further…learning is always the outcome and learning is never ending 💗
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Unsure is okay; unsure is not giving up and accepting the status quo.
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You are right Jackie…it is all about accepting, learning and developing:)
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Great to meet a fellow “gypsy” who is also passionate about blogging. Thanks for visiting and following my blog…I look forward to learning more about you through your posts!
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Thank you Beverley. I am glad to meet you too, a fellow Gypsy…who can see beyond 🙂
Lovely and rich blog you have there and you will see me visiting you often 🙂
Love
Nadine
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I’m always somewhat curious and naturally interested in knowing why, and what motivates my fellow beings to read my work. Thus so in as much as poetry is not exactly of box office record breaking general interest. In your case I had no doubt, and an immediate ready answer. The gypsy soul! It has that emotional sensitivity that is of and in itself poetry. I look forward to your journey! JJ
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Thank you Jean Jacques for taking the time to read my post and to comment, I am glad you landed on soul of a gypsy, where the journey of life is as beautiful as a poem, as bountiful as love, and as mysterious as light, and so much more 🙂
I really enjoy reading poems and I enjoyed reading your blog. I Will be visiting soon.
N
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Even a definition can’t constrain or contain a Gypsy Soul.
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You are so right!
Regards
N
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I can absolutely relate to this, just discovered my gypsy soul
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Thank you Nadine for following my blog and I look forward to reading more of your posts–from a fellow traveler in this strange land. David
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Thank you so much David for following soulofagypsy too! Looking forward to visiting soon. Nadine
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THE PILGRIM’S PROGRESS
Will I reattain as it was written
The ocean where crystals shatter and drip
A will-o’-the-wisp with magic lantern
The westering shrouds of a mourning ship?
Will I be arrested on the waters
Carried off to the strand of the dead
Among the willows by the river
Where the grass is scattered and the shadows are fled?
The quality of majesty in a jealous god
To leave an amnesty in his will
Miscellaneous chaos still takes its toll
The cannons sound across the hill
The smoking candle, the sounding bell
Written and arrested as it shall be
While one skull wanders in search of a ring
The other stares open-mouthed at me
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Beautiful Ben! So dreamy and deep.
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